The sunshine is very nice in recent days. Shanzy went to sleep on the windowsill early in the morning, and turned his body over when he got tired. And the pheasant feather next to him appeared light purple, which was almost gorgeous. As the sun went west, Shanzy moved to floor from the windowsill. It seemed like he never cared who was passing by. He was like a sunflower which was always following the sun. So he woke up after the sunset and went out to look for his wife.